As we have been busy this past summer, selling our house and possessions, living with family and raising support, we’ve also been attempting to simplify the car situation. An attempt that has remained just that, an attempt. We cleaned and detailed our beautiful golden cashmere 2008 Saturn Vue and then posted it on Craigslist with visions of someone swooping in and relieving us of a car payment we can’t afford anymore within that weekend. A few lookers, no buyers and there we were. We made it through the summer with no more interested parties, despite repeated posts and then the problems started.
A few weeks ago we were slammed with a busy schedule, cranky girls and particularly nasty allergies, when I came out one more morning to find a flat tire. Clinton had already left for work with the other car and we were officially stuck at home for the day. My “very important” agenda was sufficiently, um, deflated. As we are on a restricted budget these days in preparation for our move to Kenya, the usual solutions weren’t available to us. So, he called around and surprisingly found a great deal on 4 newer tires. He placed the order but they weren’t going to be able to get here for a few weeks.
We spent a couple of weeks getting by with the other vehicle and praying it would all work out. The other vehicle is our every trusty, cherry red, Suzuki Sidekick from my college days, if you can believe it. That car has been on it’s last legs for at least 5 years and we’re sure it has no idea how old it really is or how many miles it’s logged (170,000+). Well, in the midst of all of this, it figured it out.
As I was taking the girls to go grocery shopping one blistery afternoon, the Suzuki refused to go into gear at a light. Then it started shaking, a lot. Another light, no gear and now the clutch was gone. This was bad. The Suzuki managed to crawl home and we were stuck again. As I felt the tears welling up in my eyes and the vapors of frustration begin to make their assent in my heart, a UPS truck pulled up to the house. The tires had arrived early and they were perfect! True to form, the Lord had worked the timing out just right.
Even though we are still trying to sell the Saturn, we are grateful that we will have such a great car to take on our trip to Branson, MO. for a conference this next week. We know that our God has a plan for our vehicles and that He will work it all out to His glory.
“For My thoughts are not your thoughts, Nor are your ways My ways,” declares the LORD.” – Isaiah 55:8
“And my God will meet all your needs according to his glorious riches in Christ Jesus.” – Phillipians 4:19